Leave The Stain, Cover My Name

“Back in 4th grade, I was too young to know how to do laundry. Here we are at a family outing taking. Mother had dressed me in my nice stained shirt with my name on it. But for some reason, we don’t want anyone to know who I am, so let’s cover up my name and leave the stain. Gonna have to check all my old pics now and see how many my clothes are stained. No wonder I never got any dates.”